It came after me and didn't stop coming, even after I was chewed up and spat out to the side. It just kept sliding across my weak lifeless frame lying in the blistering sun.Over and over the relentless picking at what remains leaves nothing even for the rats, it leaves nothing visible even to the naked eye.All that is left takes the form of a page from a notebook with these words written upon it alongside a black pen empty of ink and lid-less.